Uthe jakhan pub gagane savita
Takhan ami likhte basi kabitaNil sagare rakta thala bhasiche
Swarna jaba phulti jena hasicheTomar hasi sabai chai dharate
Nami tomai bhakti bhare prabhate```
```When the sun appears in the East,
I make friends with my poetry.I see a golden disc
Right above the blue sea.A red hibiscus is smiling at me.
Is there anybody on earth, O Sun,Who does not long for your smile?
No, nobody.Everybody wants your smile.
I, too, want your smileAnd something more:
I want to bow to youWith my heart’s adoration.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Pole-star promise-light, part 3, Agni Press, 1977
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